Glass Half Empty

IM BACK! I happened to be in my Journalism class &' thought I should give poetry a try again. I let my heart do the talking this time ..

Im cold and wet, I can smell the blood I should call for help but I know help won't come. I never thought of how I'd die, I guess this is it. No one I mean NO ONE should be hurt this badly. The laughs and the taunts, the pointed fingers and whispers, the death notes. I'm gonna help them. No one I mean NO ONE should be hurt this badly. You made rumors and never even knew what I looked like, You hated me and I never even spoke to you, You knew my name but not my story. I'm gonna end it all. No one I mean NO ONE should be hurt this badly. Being in a crowed room but still alone. Coming home to an empty apartment and a stomach. My innocents was taken, not given. You think you know me but you dont know what the f*** I've been through. Its quiet but I guess thats the loudest part, hearing my voice and thoughts. MAKE IT STOP! Make the pain go away! My vision is impared, its ice cold and Im wet I should call for help but help won't come. I never imagined how I die but I guess this is it. No one I mean NO ONE should be hurt this bad.

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